Please enter the text "I killed you!" ”

Cedric's anger burned when Bruce was "killed", and his wand was pointed at Peter Pettigrew. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Diggory, don't ...... Yes! ”

Harry knew that Bruce wasn't dead, and he wanted to stop Diggory, but the pain of the scar prevented him from even uttering a full sentence.

"Avada suo!"

A green killing curse is headed for Peter Pettigrew!

"Avada suo!"

Peter Pettigrew also uses the Killing Charm, and two green rays collide in the air, sending countless green "sparks" to the air.

"Haha! But it's funny how you used a killing curse on the servants of the great Dark Lord! Peter Pettigrew laughed wildly.

Cedric felt the magic in his body pass little by little, and his hands began to tremble, and he couldn't stop retreating. Cedric is very good, and this is evident in the Triwizard Tournament, and he is definitely not afraid of Peter Pettigrew when he is really energetic.

But after the third game, he was already at the end of his crossbow, not to mention that in front of him was Peter Pettigrew, who had a lewd but powerful face.

Peter Pettigrew has an excited smile on his face, he can kill Cedric right now. However, he prefers to kill the other party after being unable to fight back. But at this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind Peter.

"Kill useless people!"

Harry's face turned pale, a voice he knew all too well, he had heard it more than once in that strange dream.

Peter's expression also became panicked, and he hurriedly said humbly: "I know, master! ”

"Oops!"

Trembling, Harry leapt over to Diggory and pressed a golden piece of paper to his foot. Almost at the same time, one of Peter's Killing Curses broke and another Killing Curse struck Cedric.

"Boom!"

Like Bruce, Cedric's expression became sluggish, and he swayed and fell to the ground. People killed by the Killing Curse will not have any scars, as if they are asleep. Therefore, Peter Pettigrew did not suspect the death of Bruce and Cedric.

He didn't give Harry a chance to "kill" the two of them, and then his wand was aimed at Harry. Harry immediately felt his body become immobile like stone, and Peter Pettigrew steered him to the statue of the Grim Reaper next to the claw.

The statue had its hands open, and the Grim Reaper swung the scythe in his hand as he put Harry on it, and he couldn't move. Harry glared at Peter Pettigrew in front of him, and even though his eyes were about to burst into flames, he couldn't do anything now.

"Hurry up, let's get started now!"

It was the creepy voice again, and Peter Pettigrew immediately took off his coat with a servile expression, and took out a "doll" from behind his back, and Harry could only see a face, as if he had seen an alien on TV.

Peter Pettigrew threw the doll into the tongs, and the pot immediately boiled. He then aimed his wand at Tom Riddle's grave, and a bone burst out into the tongs.

Peter Pettigrew looked feverishly at the boiling tongs and said, "Father's bones...... Reluctantly give! ”

Then, in Harry's incomprehensible and horrified eyes, he put away his wand, pulled out a knife, and walked to the tongs.

"Slave...... The flesh and blood of the slaves...... Noble Risk ...... Yes! ”

Peter Pettigrew chops off his left hand and threw it into the pan, and a red "waterfall" flowed from the wound, staining the ground blood-red. He trembled in pain and shrunk into a ball, but even so, there was still fanatical excitement and excitement in his eyes.

Suddenly, a cold look came to Harry, and he walked up to Harry tremblingly, holding a knife in his trembling right hand and cutting through Harry's sleeve and cutting his arm.

With Harry's blood on the blade, Peter Pettigrew returned to the pot and said excitedly, "The blood of the enemy...... Greedy suck! ”

Harry's blood dripped into the pot, and the thick juice in the pot was as gray as vomit, and a drop of blood turned the liquid in the pot blood-red.

Blood red rolled in the tongs, and suddenly ......

"Boom"

The flames burned, and the tongs pot was instantly engulfed in flames. Peter Pettigrew hurriedly stepped back, fell to his knees and shed tears, his body trembling incessantly, his eyes revealing the fanaticism of a madman, shouting, "Voldemort...... Reborn! ”

At this time, the flames rose into the air and gradually coalesced, and as the flames gradually extinguished, a pink "flesh ball" appeared in the air. Under the gaze of horror and fanaticism, the ball of flesh stretched out its arms, legs, and head, and looked like an enlarged version of a house-elf, but its greasy appearance and the "synthetic" stench it emitted were disgusting.

Suddenly, there was a black fog in the air, which gradually became thicker and thicker. A thick black mist pooled into the body, eventually forming a black robe. A finished man fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Harry screamed again, the pain of the scar reaching a crescendo.

"Hehehe! Hahahaha! ”

Wild laughter resounded across the land, and Voldemort finally revealed his true colors. Harry and his enemy finally came face to face, and it was a terrifying face, unusually powdered to the color of flesh, without a trace of muscle on the face, and it looked unusually "rugged", as if a skin had been covered from a skull.

This is the Dark Lord who terrified the entire wizarding world more than a decade ago!

At this moment, he closed his eyes tightly and stroked his head with both hands, savoring the joy of rebirth. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and they were two snake eyes! There was coldness and death in his eyes.

"Master, my master!" Peter Pettigrew crawled up to Voldemort like crazy and kissed his feet.

Unfortunately, Voldemort turned a blind eye to the loyalty expressed by his servant, and he stretched out his hand and said coldly, "My wand, Wormtail!" ”

Peter Pettigrew hurriedly took out a bone-white wand and offered it to Voldemort with both hands.

"Harry Potter!" Voldemort sneered at the struggling Harry, and he slowly walked over to Bruce and looked at him curiously.

"Tsk! Is he Bruce Sterling? Seriously, you've let me down so much. Voldemort looked at Bruce on the ground and sneered.

"Don't touch him!" Harry roared.

Voldemort laughed and looked at Harry and said, "Harry Potter!" I will not forget you. Look at you now, standing on the bones of my father, the vile and filthy bastards who have preached you all these years on a par with me......"

Voldemort's voice grew louder and louder, and his tone became more and more frenzied: "The boy who will not die, the savior who defeats the Dark Lord!" Ha ha! Ridiculous, ridiculous! ”

The wand suddenly pressed against Harry's throat, and a pair of snake eyes looked at him with disdain, and smiled grimly, "How many lies are there in your legend, Harry?" ”

Harry glared at him and roared, "Voldemort, I won't let you go!" ”

"Haha! It's ridiculous! Voldemort sneered, "You don't know what happened that night thirteen years ago, and you dare to say something crazy to me!" Do you think it's enough to stop my previous memories and prevent me from getting the Philosopher's Stone? You wouldn't be standing here without your filthy mother, and I'm ...... It won't be what it is now! ”

"Hehe, do you want me to tell you what happened that night? What makes me lose my magic? Love! In order to protect her only son, she gave him the ultimate protection, an ancient magic that I could never touch him! But it doesn't matter, now that I'm back, everything will change......"

"Huh!"

As he spoke, Voldemort instantly moved in front of Harry, stared at him with a sneer, put his palm on Harry's scar, and said, "...... I can touch you! ”

"Ahh

Harry's forehead felt as if it had touched a soldering iron, causing him to scream helplessly. Voldemort opened his mouth wide and laughed maniacally. The worse Harry screamed, the more excited he became, and this was the pain and shame that had been hidden in his heart for thirteen years.

"It's weird! Harry, a few drops of my blood would make such a difference to you. The feud between us can be understood today, and the final duel will not begin until tonight. But...... It's going to have to wait a while. Worm Tail! ”

Peter Pettigrew ran to Voldemort's side as fast as he could, even faster than he had turned into a mouse!

"Stretch out your arms!" Voldemort said.

Peter Pettigrew seemed to know that he hurriedly stretched out his severed left arm, and said excitedly: "Master, my master, thank you......"

"The other arm!" Voldemort said coldly.

Peter Pettigrew was stunned, but did not hesitate to hastily stretch out his right arm.

"Tear it up!"

With the wave of his wand, Pettigrew's sleeve cracked, revealing the Dark Mark on his arm. Voldemort pointed his wand at the Dark Mark mark, and slowly the mark emerged from his arm.

The dark clouds in the sky began to coalesce, and a skull appeared in the sky. The skeleton let out a ghostly wolf howl, opened its mouth, and a giant snake crawled out of its mouth.

The black fog accumulated more and more, and suddenly several black fogs fell to the ground like meteors through the night sky, and came around Voldemort. It was a group of men in black robes and masks, followers of Voldemort, slaves - Death Eaters!

Voldemort looked at the crowd and said with a blank face, "Welcome, my friends! ”

Everyone immediately lowered their heads, and Voldemort continued: "It's been 13 years, and today you are reunited in front of me as if it happened yesterday, and I must admit that I am a little ...... Disappointed! ”

Voldemort's tone turned cold: "None of you tried to find me!" ”

Voldemort came up to the Death Eaters and took off their masks.

"Clapus!"

"Grum!"

"Golu!"

The men fell to their knees in horror and trembled, only one of them was still wearing a mask, and Voldemort seemed to walk in front of him.

"Even you...... Lucius! "Voldemort took off his mask, and it turned out to be Malfoy's father, Lucius!

Lucius did not have the pride and superiority of the past, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said humbly: "Master, as long as I have traces of you or a trace of rumors......

Voldemort immediately interrupted him and said disdainfully, "There are traces of me!" My slick friend, not just rumors. ”

Lucius said firmly; "I'll prove it to you, my master! I've never changed my doorway. What I have done in front of you during your absence is just a perfect cover for me! ”